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Apr. 10th, 2006 | 12:16 pm
location: New York
mood: okayokay

Still in New York. I met Kitazawa outside the park a while back and we came to what, I suppose, could be called a temporary truce. Then we collected the Nina girl and went to Tohma's old apartment to figure out what will happen next. Kitazawa doesn't seem all that comfortable in Tohma's apartment, and to that I say "good". Fuck him Serves him right.

Nina says I'm not allowed to say bad words anymore. Whatever. She's not too much of an annoyance, I guess, all things considered. Her father is apparently hanging out somewhere further West, so I guess Kitazawa and I will have to watch her for a little while longer.

The Brat is still in France and discovering how inconvenient it is not to know the vernacular. Dumbass should have paid more attention in school. Still, he's managing, and that's good. (And the people he has been meeting have inspired interesting conversations about ears, of all things. Even better.)

Things to do, Kitazawa to ignore. I've still got to figure out why the bastard is alive again.

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Mar. 29th, 2006 | 11:46 pm
location: New York City
mood: pessimisticpessimistic

...I'm in New York. What the fuck? I was just outside of that stupid Wasabi restaurant in France and then suddenly I was on East 23rd Street, outside one of the high-rise buildings. To say the least, it was rather unexpected.

I never wanted to return to this city after... that one time when The Brat showed up. I suppose I didn't have much of a choice, everything considered.

Worst of all, I hear the dead are coming back and I've verified it -- I've already talked to Kitazawa-sensei. Fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck.

Procuring a pack cigarettes is vital right about now.

((OOC: Eiri jumped in on this thread and then promptly was portalled out, delivering much wangst on Shuichi. Yay for wangst!))

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Mar. 29th, 2006 | 12:12 pm
mood: grumpygrumpy

I used The Brat's credit card (I still don't know why mine isn't working) to procure a plane ticket to France, and then bummed a few cigarettes off a tourist who (thankfully) spoke English. Not that the latter did me any good, as my plane promptly started boarding and I was imprisoned in the confines of the worst kind of non-smoking transportation.

In any case, I'm on my way to France and the plane touches down within the hour. I guess that's the important thing.

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Mar. 28th, 2006 | 12:31 am
mood: crankycranky

I think I'm in Spain. If I'm right, then I'm screwed (more so than I was before). Still, someone in this godforsaken place has to speak Japanese. Or English, at the very least. In any case, my first priority is finding myself some cigarettes before I kill something.

Filtered for Shuichi.Collapse )

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Mar. 27th, 2006 | 09:36 am
mood: annoyedannoyed

Well, this is new and exciting. I leave my apartment to get more cigarettes, I wind up in the elevator with Mizuki Ani (the university student from upstairs), barely escape with my life, walk outside, and promptly get myself lost. In my defense, this doesn't even look like Tokyo anymore. No one here even speaks Japanese. Or English. To add to that bout of misery, my cell phone service is a lying piece of shit. "Everywhere you want to be" my ass. I need it to be everywhere I goddamn am.


None of the convenience stores here carry my brand of cigarettes (not that I have the currency to buy them anyway). I'm down to the last stick in the pack, and once that's gone I'll have to start kidnapping and selling children. I'll get to that when I come to it; for now, I'll just sit back and enjoy the very last... Well, that one went unusually fast.

Double fuck.

This is somehow the brat's fault; I just need to figure out how.

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